me: "Dad! It worked!"
Dad: "Nice on you Kiddo!"
Dylan saw the armor and compared it to a certain white and black armored assailant that attacked him and Aunt Weiss...
Grandmother shivered at the sight of my visors cold red-eyes...
Dad: "So...What is going to be your weapon...?"
For some reason, I "saw" everyone shiver at the sight of the newly developed weapon I made...
Dad: "What are you going to call it?"
me: "The Bugvisor..."
Dylan: "Brother?"
me: "Yes?"
Dylan: "What gave you the idea of making it?"
me: "I saw Uncle Ironwood hold a device similar to this"
Dad: "Old Jimmie, had something close to this?"
me: "For some reason, it felt familiar so I tried to recreate it with the spare materials I had..."
me: "It can turn into a saw and a gun!"
Dad: "Now! let's try the armor out!"
me: "Bring on the drones!"
The drones inside the training arena deployed and flew towards me!
I then turned my Bugvisor into its gun mode and shot some of them!
While I slash the ones that got to close after turning the Bugvisor into Saw Mode!
Dad: "Nice!"
me: "Yeah..."
Dad: "Wanna spar?"
me: "You're on!"
I then charge at Dad while firing bullets with the Bugvisor!
Dad used Harbinger and shot back!
I got close and turned the Bugvisor into saw mode, now I and Dad went to close combat!
I had the upper hand from attacking relentlessly and not giving Dad to turn Harbinger into its scythe mode!
I was going to win until Dad shot me right in the stomach knocking me back!
me: "AGH!"
I recovered and got slashed by Dad after transforming Harbinger into its scythe mode!
I was attacking regardless and now I was losing!
In a last desperate move, I took out another gashat that I've made!
JE LEEST
The Dangerous Abused Zombie (Abused and Neglected Genm Reader x RWBY)
FanfictieQrow and Winter had two sons, Dylan and Y/N! Dylan and James were in the Schnee mansion, but Dylan was taken from the abusive family by Qrow and Winter, meanwhile, Y/N was forgotten and abandoned, his grandfather abusing him, then throwing him out...
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